Tuktu Hinterlands umzingeli

the pride of a hunter was easily broken. the pride of a man practically came pre-shattered. it was embarassing enough to know that his failed endeavors had been seen, but to know that the witness was a woman was devastating. 

water, anathi said with a shake of his head. frustrated, the hunter slapped the surface of the pond before standing and sulking back to land. honger, he whined with a discreet grin. it would be difficult to recover from the loss but showing the extent of his hurt was unacceptable.